I’ve traveled the world, lived abroad and survived five decades of testosterone-fueled fun (including drive 204 miles per hour on the Autobahn in a Pagani Zonda). I’ve achieved financial security (fingers crossed) and spread my father’s ashes on the Sakonnet River. I no longer feel the need to prove myself to anyone. But I know that humans are pack animals. Our survival depends on creating bonds with others. This is especially true from our teens into our late twenties, when the desire to go along to get along is the greatest and our judgement the worst (see: testosterone reference above). So I’m putting this warning out there, despite the fact that advice is coming from a recluse and wasted on the young. Trust no one. To wit:
Taylor, of Evanston, was visiting college friends Thursday at the apartment in the 1200 block of North LaSalle Drive. He was seen on security video propping open the building’s door just before the three men entered the building, prosecutors alleged.
As Taylor stood by, the men — one with a handgun — rushed into the apartment and beat the victims over their heads, authorities said. The robbers snatched computer and stereo equipment and a television and fled, authorities said.
When the victims confronted Taylor, he climbed out a third-story window. Chicago police found him nearby and arrested him about 3:30 a.m. Friday, prosecutors said.
He told police he planned and organized the robbery because he thought the apartment would contain “a large amount of drugs and money.”
Who’d a thunk it? Me. I’d be willing to bet that the Taylor was not a college student. I’d also put money on the fact that Taylor had intimate experience of his “friends'” drug habits, even if it was on the sharing end of the information spectrum. Hence his supposition.
This tale from chicagobreakingnews.com has the ring of familiarity to it. I say this as the victim of a similar robbery, when I shared off-campus housing with a “townie turned college student.” He eventually invited some of his pals into our college lair to hang out, drink beer and smoke dope (obviously). Luckily, I wasn’t there when his pals lifted my wide-screen TV.
Lessons learned: when your guard goes down your insurance premiums go up (or worse). Birds of a feather flock together. Egalitarianism is not without its dangers. Never be without a gun.
Did I mention this happened twice (I moved out)? Some people never learn. Until they do.